စိတ်ထဲရှိသမျှ

Sometimes we love people like we love the stars. We love them knowing we could never have them. ငါတို့ဘယ်တော့မှမပိုင်ဆိုင်နိုင်ဘူးဆိုတဲ့ အသိနဲ့ သူတို့ကိုချစ်ကြတယ်။ Rachel ရဲ့ ကြယ်ကလေး သီချင်းထဲကလို — တစ်နေ့နေ့ဟာ အတွေးလေးပဲ အလင်းနှစ်တွေကြာလည်း မင်းနဲ့ငါဝေးနေတုံးပဲ။ One day is just a thought, you and me are still a light year away. ပိုင်ဆိုင်ချင်ပါရဲ့။ နီးစပ်ချင်ပါရဲ့။ ကြယ်ကလေး တွေလို သဘောထားပေးလိုက် နိုင်ပါရဲ့။ — မိုက်ကီ I turned everyone into poetry, The ones that I love, Loved, And tried to love, The ones that hurt me, And the ones I hurt, The ones that are still here, and that ones that aren’t here anymore. The one that were “The one”, But didn’t turn out to be. The one that got fed up of me. I turned each and everyone of them into poetry. — H.S

The truth is we are not alone in this long winding revolutionary journey, and we never were from the beginning. There may be a time when we can’t support each other physically, in the worst cases financially, however, have no doubts that we keep each other in our thoughts and prayers and are always with each other in spirit.  Allow me to quote the line the lady used in her collections of essays: letters from Burma:

Happy Birthday.  Come to think of it I never wished you a happy birthday when you were with us.  Four years have passed since you departed and here I am wishing you a happy birthday.  How very ironic!!  Looking back we never spent any good quality time together, it was like we were passing each other in the hall and grabbing quick moments of “forced happiness” before we ran out of the door.  The worst thing was I even didn’t talk any decent of you on the day you left us behind, not that I knew it was your last day

One can be wildly and fatally in love, impulsive and romantic but one can also fail to understand the dynamic of the human condition. You see, humans can have a complex range of emotions for an individual.  It suggests that therefore it is possible to love someone yet be repulsed by their behaviour and action. One may be angry with one but it doesn’t suggest that one doesn’t love one. Humans can have more than one

You have been mine before,—  How long ago I may not know: These are the two lines I like the most of Rossetti's Sudden Light.  Is love really worth the pain? One can arguably say that to let go of someone does not mean you have to stop loving that person. But can you really live the rest your life with full

Hey, Merry Christmas. You know I am thinking of you tonight. I have given up on hearing from you, but I can’t, I won’t, let you go.  To send you more words feels meaningless and hollow.  I love you and I always will. And I will wait a million reasons for you to find your way back home to